In the afternoon, there were more and more people in the middle of the mountain, and the branches of the surrounding cloud-canopy trees grew a lot, and cultivators of large and small forces stood on the clouds.

"Buzz!"

On the branch of the cloud crown tree where the Xuanyue Sect was located, Ji Fan squeezed out of the slightly distorted space with Hua Feihua, making some people who paid attention to it show a strange color.

Feeling the location of the Missing Moon Sect in the distance, Zhong Xiyan's gaze, Ji Fan pretended to be stupid and smiled.

The green rattan disc was obtained by Ji Fan in the ring that Zhong Xiyan was taken off.

"Fanjiazhai's battle against Yaksha is about to begin. Ruochen Dao people looked at the two battle groups in the battle platform.

Ji Fan of Fanjiazhai knew that it was a family in the Incinerator Mountain Range, and they were good at making weapons, and most of the children of the family had the blood of the fire spirit root.

But Ji Fan has not seen any relevant records.

"That Nayaksha is a cultivation organization, and I heard that there have been quite a lot of activities in the ghoul domain in recent years. "The old Qiyu Hall Taoist explained to Ji Fan.

"Pay attention to the black-robed young man in the Yaksha line, his name is Feng Heng, and he is a strong man who has stepped on the path of immortals. What the second senior brother Du Junxun said did not surprise Ji Fan.

Because the jade tablet on the west side of the mid-mountain platform has already shown the introduction of the people of Fanjiazhai and the Yaksha Xing cultivation organization battle group.

"This time, the level of the ghoul domain worship ancient path battle is really extremely rare!" Sixth Sixth Yuan Bin Daoist is short and stout, since he came to the Que Palace Sect, he has not talked too much, and there is a faint sense of discouragement.

Before Xuanyue Mountain left, Yuan Bin also asked Bai Muzhen to fight, wanting to form two battle groups, but the current situation of Que Gongzong was completely different from what he imagined.

"Thunderingen?"

Feeling the thunderous aura of the black-robed youth, Ji Fan thought about it and looked at it again.

In the cultivation world, many people thought that the Thunder Spirit Root was the strongest attack Spirit Root, but Ji Fan had his own cognition.

As far as Ji Fan has learned from his cultivation for more than four hundred years, the general Thunder Spirit Root is the weakest, and it is not worth mentioning at all, unless it can trigger the Law Heavenly Thunder.

In Ji Fan's feelings, the spiritual root among the five elements is relatively strong, needless to say, the earth spiritual root known as the earth monk, and the water and fire are also within the reach of the thunder spiritual root.

It is said that water and fire are ruthless, it is not unreasonable, the formation and evolution of the star plane is dominated by fire and water, especially in some primitive planes, the area of the sea is huge, who can control the water, that is the real tyranny.

"If it is a strong person of the Thunder Spirit Root, it may have to rely on the compression of the Thunder Spirit Power and superimpose the more terrifying destructive power. Ji Fan faintly felt that although the black-robed young man had reached the late stage of feathering, he had not yet completely transformed into the level of immortal cultivation.

Spiritual cultivation and immortal cultivation against the heavens are completely different, the immortal yuan force is more resilient than the spiritual power, if it is the immortal cultivation against the heavens strong, it can carry the outbreak of stronger anti-heaven combat power.

"I discussed it with Jun Xun and them before, and I felt that in the next round of fighting, I would let you fight, but I still have to consult the eighth senior brother about your own intentions, and the other four candidates have not been decided. "Ruochen Dao people have the intention of inquiring about Ji Fan.

"Let's do it according to the last one, Qiu Banwan let me send it away, and the sixth senior brother or seventh senior brother will go to the next one. Ji Fan has a small meaning, he mainly wants Hua Feihua and Miaoyu to exercise again, and also to observe the white-haired woman Ruan Qing.

"Bang!"

When the people of the Dust Dao had some consideration, the battle on the platform in the middle of the mountain had already begun, and they saw a Qingyang blazing young man in Fanjiazhai punching the young man named Feng Heng, and the two sides each fell backwards.

Of the five people fighting in Fanjiazhai, four of them used war hammers, I don't know if it has anything to do with refining weapons, only the blazing young man of Qingyang is carrying an ancient sword.

In Ji Fan's opinion, some sects, especially the monks of the cottage family, have relatively unified methods, and they don't seem to value the complementarity of team battles, and the same is true of the White Bone Sect's battle against Mengjiazhai that I watched in the morning.

Compared with Fanjiazhai on the battle platform, the five monks of the Yaksha line have their own characteristics, and their methods and treasures are completely different.

Ji Fan felt that the best composition of a five-person team battle was someone who was biased towards the foundation of the Five Elements cultivation.

"That young man in Fanjiazhai who is blazing in Qingyang is surprisingly powerful, with strong immortal power, and the flames are also a little scary!" Ji Fan looked at the young man with the sword on his back and thought of Ji Zhuo.

Ji Zhuo's spiritual root is wood to make fire, and the fire burns more and more vigorously through the wood base.

"Snort!"

A young girl in the feathering stage of the Yaksha line waved to the fighting people in Fanjiazhai, and the light of the needle broke through the air, bringing people an indestructible sense of sharpness.

"Boom!"

I saw two people from Fanjiazhai slamming the war hammer together, and the bright flames that erupted were like a line of flipped flame blades, blocking the shooting of the needle treasure.

"Red Sun Divine Fist!"

Another male monk in Fanjiazhai was in flames, standing with a fist in one hand and a horizontal fist in the other.

"Ryo!"

Seeing a round of dazzling shadows rising behind the man, Ji Fan couldn't help grinning.

Ji Fan has seen the phantom of the human form, but the one-day phantom in the battle platform really surprised him.

Even if they were far away, Ji Fan could feel the blazing aura of the Great Sun Phantom.

"Buzz!"

Just when the man from Fanjiazhai was about to launch the Chiyang Divine Fist, another female monk from the Yaksha Xing released a mountain-like toad from the ancient demon stone.

As soon as the toad appeared and was enlarged, it was already swollen towards the Fanjiazhai man who formed the fist, and the mouth opened to show a flash of water.

"Zheng!"

Different from the roar of the Fanjiazhai man's punch, the big toad with a light wave texture on his skin, the water arrow sprayed out was like a thin hair, cutting the blazing Chiyang fist shadow in a flash.

"Boom!"

The white-robed female monk and the big toad released did not move again, but a round of sun-blazing phantoms behind the man who punched out in Fanjiazhai exploded and wiped out the man from Fanjiazhai who was cut in half.

"It's much more powerful than the water cutting technique, can you do it?" Ji Fan looked at the white-haired woman Ruan Qing, and felt that the extremely thin water line spewed out by the big toad was a bit like a leisurely glow.

Ruan Qing was not surprised by the Yaksha Cultivator's Water Spirit Root Monk and the big toad, but just smiled confidently.

"Ryo!"

Another female cultivator who seemed to be in normal shape, with great strength, turned a metal rod that swelled and magnified, and actually smashed a male monk in Fanjiazhai into the battle platform with a chain hammer.

"How do you feel?"

Ruan Qing asked Ji Fan rhetorically, obviously referring to the power of the female cultivator.

"It's fine. ”

Ji Fan grinned, and responded a little reluctantly.

Fan Jiazhai lost two people in a row, which obviously made the young man in Qingyang really angry, and he saw the ancient sword behind the young man unsheathed, as if he was carrying a round of * Riguanghua and breaking towards the black-robed youth.

"Boom!"

The black-robed youth's artifact was a small knife, and he suddenly turned around and threw it at the sword-sending youth.

Many people could only see the flying knife disappear in a flash, but the momentum of the Qingyang blazing youth's sword came out and slowly stopped.

Hua Feihua's face showed horror at the vertical knife hole in the center of Qingyang's blazing young man's eyebrows, because she didn't find out how the flying knife that disappeared in a flash shot into the heart of the young man's eyebrows in Fanjiazhai.

"Quite suddenly, that flying knife surpassed visual perception!" Ruochen shook his head, he wanted to see how many powerful means the black-robed young man with the Defiant Heaven Venerable had had, but with just a flicker of the knife, the Qingyang Blazing Flame Cultivator of Fanjiazhai died.

"Bang! bang!"

A woman in high heels in the Yaksha line swung her legs and kicked at the male monk in Fanjiazhai, not only the male monk's body, but even his war hammer, every time he was swept by his legs and feet, there would be petrified cracked flowers.

The other woman in the Yaksha line with a coffin on her back didn't show her own combat power, but just used a metal ancient bottle to suck the opponent man in Fanjiazhai into it, and after the power of swallowing the sky, it seemed that nothing had happened.

The male monk who was kicked in Fanjiazhai again and again had his neck petrified and shattered, and his cracked head fell to the ground, and there was no longer a living Fanjiazhai monk in the battle platform.

The battle platform quieted down, Ji Fan looked at the four daughters of the Yaksha Xing cultivation organization on the platform, and then looked at the three daughters of Ruan Qing who were not far away, as if to say, people are so powerful, how can you be like this.

"Eighth Senior Brother?"

Ruochen Daoren's face was solemn, and he said to Ji Fan.

"I can see it clearly, the thunder spirit root, the water spirit root, the earth spirit root, and the golden spirit root, the one holding the bottle treasure, is the power of cultivating space. Ji Fan responded.

Looking at the five people of the Yaksha Sect and picking up the things that fell from the battle platform, the elders of the Que Palace Sect announced that the Yaksha Trip had won.

The overwhelming victory of the five-person team battle obviously ignited the excitement of the spectators, and there were roaring cheers and discussions from the top and bottom of the platform.

"Senior Brother Ji Fan, is this leaving?"

The second senior brother Du Junxun watched Ji Fan jump off the cloud and was about to leave, and couldn't help but ask him.

"The first round of this battle is just an initial reconnaissance of combat power, and it's almost enough to see it. Ji Fan smiled slightly, went down to the mid-mountain platform, and did not leave with his pupil strength.

In the first round of seventeen battles, Ji Fan didn't mind looking at them all, just knowing the next opponent, that is, defeating the White Bone Sect of Mengjiazhai, as for this Yaksha cultivation organization, whether it can be met in the third round, it depends on whether the second round can be won, and the Yaksha Xing must also win the second round.

This is the second day of the fight, and the battle is divided into morning and afternoon, and if you watch all the seventeen big matches in the first round, it will take at least seven days to do it.

Coming to the Que Gong Sect to participate in the battle in the Ghoul Domain, Ji Fan was not in a hurry, and in the next few days, he could watch the battle and take a tour in the Que Palace Sect.

"Master, this battle in the Ghoul Domain is not only of a high level, but also has a lot of sect forces participating, and the process is quite long. Hua Feihua said to Ji Fan.

"Don't worry, just practice in this Que Palace Sect day after day. Ji Fan smiled and comforted Hua Feihua.

Ten days and a half months is not long for Xiao Xiu, and in Ji Fan's opinion, the reason why Hua Feihua feels long is nothing more than worry.

"In this Ghoul Domain Competition, the forces of the major sects have done their best, and after the war, I don't know how many of them will disappear into the cultivation world, why do they still have to participate in the battle when there is a gap in strength? Is there no self-knowledge, or is there something unspeakable?" Hua Feihua asked the key to the matter.